A towering shadow cast down.
Haruhan moved with a dexterity that belied his size, stepping silently, agile like a large plump leopard.
Grandmaster Batu slapped Haruhan's forearm, proudly introducing, "Nar Heshi Haruhan! The first warrior of my king's court from the Naiman tribe! At nineteen, he broke through Wolf Smoke into Hunting Tiger, now just turned twenty!
Looking at his peers, an unmatched lone wolf! A lone wolf! A snow lotus on the high ridges, a proud sun in the sky, the pride of my Golden Palace!"
"As the New Year dawns, all things are renewed, may the Dashun Emperor enjoy boundless fortune."
Haruhan bowed respectfully.
Those who initially doubted if such a body could bend were satisfied with their curiosity upon seeing this scene.
Low murmurs arose within the hall.
Utterly astounding.
A giant, truly deserving of the name.
Outside the Wu Gate, it was not yet bright, many hadn't noticed, but now it was hard to ignore.
